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Palooka

E-mail: palooka[at]palookajournal[dot]com

Web: www.palookajournal.com

Simultaneous submissions: yes Email submissions: no Electronic submissions: yes, submishmash Reading period: year-round Response time: 1-2 weeks Payment: yes, copies Contests: yes Founded: 2010 Issues per year: 2 Copy price: Print: $9; Electronic: $2.99 Average pages: 150 Sample price (postpaid): $9

Publisher’s description: Palooka is a nonprofit literary journal of fiction, creative nonfiction, poetry, plays, graphic short stories, graphic essays, comic strips, artwork, photography, and multimedia. We offer print and electronic versions of the journal and offer samples of the published materials online. We're determined to find those writers and artists who are hungry and relevant, flying under the radar, producing great works that are going unnoticed by other journals. We read absolutely everything sent to us, word-for-word, right down to the very last juicy sentence. This is a journal for everyone, but we're really into publishing the up-and-comer, the underdog in the literary battle royale. Give us your best shot. We dare you.

Recent issues:

Issue 2 of Palooka features fiction by Jake Wrenn, Marcia Aldrich, Wally Rudolph, Devin Murphy, Jen Murvin Edwards, Kelly Morris, and Lucas Church; nonfiction by Jim Miller, Bond Benton, and Sanjukta Shams; poetry by John King, Erika Donald, Derek JG Williams, Michael Fisher, Scott Riley, Joanna Eleftheriou, Christian Bloomfield, Jed Myers, Kelly Cockerham, and Kathleen Cole; plus graphics, artwork, photography and a comic.

Like Jane the headless mannequin, stalled on the side of the road, the stories, poems, essays, graphics and artwork in Palooka 1 are on a quest. From a factory worker who seeks a winning scratch-off to a young woman who rebels against society with a Michael Jackson record. From theories of legendary heroes to a journalist on a mission to tell the story of a nonexistent country, each of these pieces in their own way depict the struggle to navigate the self, each understanding that the question—Who the hell are we, anyway?—is far more important than the answer.

 

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